AUIEG** Diary - Day 8

Dear Diary -

OMG! Uh, oh. Um, I mean, OMO!

Apparently The One has been reading you, Diary, and is not happy about the questions I've been raising vis a viz when and how He is going to deliver Dreamy B to Orgle Manor, because thanks to several alert friends I've just heard of Operation Omama Llama Trauma!

Honest, dear Diary! I never meant any disrespect to The One! I was only asking questions about my new Unicorn! Is that now a crime? I didn't know!

Oooh! Looks like I asked another question! Is that going to get me in more trouble?

Yikes! I did it again, didn't I?

Auuuuuuught!! I can't win, can I?

OH, SH------!!!!!!

Dear Diary (and Dear Leader, if you;re reading), please pretend you never saw this entry. (I guess this is entirely the wrong time to ask what the heck I'm going to do with all that Unicorn poop once Dreamy B gets here, isn't it?)

OH - -----

Yours,

Robbo

(**A Unicorn In Every Garage)